Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce! novel Chapter 854

Sydney covered her face which was burning and squirmed.

The smile in Julien's eyes deepened when he saw it.

Although he couldn't read her mind, he could tell that she was satisfied with his figure.

It made him feel proud of himself.

"Alright, sit for a while. I'm going to the kitchen." He raised his head and tapped her head.

Sydney snapped out, cleared her throat, and looked at him. "Do you know how to fry pancakes?"

She bought them a long time ago.

Sometimes when she came back, she was too exhausted to cook fancy dinners. She just had pancakes on the sofa while watching TV. It was relaxing.

Since he got back together with her and moved in, their dinner had been either cooked by him or sent from the hotel. She hadn't cooked for a long time.

The pancakes had been in the fridge for some time.

She doubted that he knew how to fry them.

Although he had been in a cooking class, the pancakes were a kind of snack rather than the main dish, so he probably hadn't learned it.

She got up and added, "If you don't, you can just sit there. I'll do it myself."

"It's alright." Julien put his hands on her shoulders, sat her back down on the sofa, and gently smiled at her, "I'll follow the steps of the tutorials. Trust me, I can do it."

He was a fast learner regardless of the subject.

He was confident in himself.

Julien looked at his serious face, smiled, and relaxed. "Okay, I totally believe you."

He hummed and nodded. "I'll be done soon."

"Good." Sydney looked up and smiled at him.

Julien grabbed the apron from the hanger and headed to the kitchen.

From the sofa, Sydney smiled at him and turned back to look at the TV.

The screen was black. The TV was not on.

The screen reflected her face. She was smiling, but her brows were furrowing.

She was thinking about her dress.

Whether the dress was broken or not didn't bother Julien because he was rich.

It was a different story for her. She was poor.

The dress was bought with almost all her savings. It would be a heavy blow to her if the dress was broken.

Sydney rubbed her brows and sighed in agitation.

Then her eyes fell on an exquisite box on the coffee table.

She was surprised and wondered when it was placed there.

Then she realized that it was probably brought over by Julien.

She remembered what Julien had said over the phone in the afternoon. He went back to his house probably to get this thing.

Although she was curious about what was inside, she didn't open the box.

Although they were living together, she respected his privacy. Without his permission, she would not check on his things, his phone included.

That was her principle.